People are welcome to express their concern, and give their own opinions on the matter. The danger with buying into that all the time, though, is that you'll never be able to make your own calls.
[For better or for worse.
That goes unsaid, because he's certain that he doesn't actually need to tell you that.]
[ Opening his eyes now, the look in them hard, and hurt, and yes... just a little bit resentful. ]
Stanley knew before me. [ A breath. ] And since Kaz lives here, and the kid's incredibly perceptive, I think it's safe to say that he probably knows as well.
[ He doesn't want to feel like this. He doesn't want to feel so frustrated that he'd been walking around utterly clueless over Hikaru's behavior all because--
He's looking back at that wall now. And there's a twist in his chest as he whispers, even if he knows that with Makoto's Boneyard of Stillness in place, no one but the two of them will hear. ] Couldn't he have just told me. I thought we were good.
[ And this is him standing, fumbling a little because he has just lost one shoe and the parquet floor is surprisingly slippery when you're in a cotton sock. ]
Finish your cigarette. [ Hobbling over to grab his shoe -- no, fuck it -- sitting on the goddamn bed and just getting rid of the other, and then both socks. The pad is a shared space, right? Well, since it's shared space, then he can go pad around barefoot as much as he pleases.
Fucking idiot, Blade King my ass. Perception up to the Wazoo and still dumb as fuck.
Glancing to Makoto now and letting out a huff. ] Feel free to take the pack. I'll buy you a ream of Black Stones in the morning.
And a favor -- yeah, I'll owe you big -- make sure my nosy blademates stay asleep?
[ Marching towards his door now. He needs to have words with the moron sleeping soundly in ths other room. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
[Tilting his head in your direction now.]
People are welcome to express their concern, and give their own opinions on the matter. The danger with buying into that all the time, though, is that you'll never be able to make your own calls.
[For better or for worse.
That goes unsaid, because he's certain that he doesn't actually need to tell you that.]
no subject
Stanley knew before me. [ A breath. ] And since Kaz lives here, and the kid's incredibly perceptive, I think it's safe to say that he probably knows as well.
[ He doesn't want to feel like this. He doesn't want to feel so frustrated that he'd been walking around utterly clueless over Hikaru's behavior all because--
He's looking back at that wall now. And there's a twist in his chest as he whispers, even if he knows that with Makoto's Boneyard of Stillness in place, no one but the two of them will hear. ] Couldn't he have just told me. I thought we were good.
[ It's not a question. ]
no subject
He doesn't say anything, not until after he's taken a drag from his cigarette.]
Could he? Could he really?
[The look on his face is bereft of judgement yet again. Let's see how this plays out.
Think on it, kid.]
no subject
Wide eyes. Lips parting as realization dawns and the pieces finally click into place.
This is a shoe. This is a shoe flung hard at this side of the wall separating you from one Josh LaRue, Hikaru Shinta. ]
no subject
To be completely, brutally honest? Makoto wasn't expecting THAT. Like. At all.
Blinking up at you now, and then smiling.]
You could at least let me finish this cigarette first.
[Because he is going to clear out of here so fast now.]
no subject
Finish your cigarette. [ Hobbling over to grab his shoe -- no, fuck it -- sitting on the goddamn bed and just getting rid of the other, and then both socks. The pad is a shared space, right? Well, since it's shared space, then he can go pad around barefoot as much as he pleases.
Fucking idiot, Blade King my ass. Perception up to the Wazoo and still dumb as fuck.
Glancing to Makoto now and letting out a huff. ] Feel free to take the pack. I'll buy you a ream of Black Stones in the morning.
And a favor -- yeah, I'll owe you big -- make sure my nosy blademates stay asleep?
[ Marching towards his door now. He needs to have words with the moron sleeping soundly in ths other room. ]
no subject
[Calm, casual and also deathly amused. Pun intended.
Also not moving.]
I'll stay here and give you two some space.
[Good luck?]
no subject